She'll lie and steal and cheat, and beg you from her knees. Make you think she means it this time. She'll tear a hole in you, the one you can't repair.
Pack yourself a toothbrush, dear. Pack yourself a favorite blouse. Take a withdrawal slip. Take all of your savings out. 'Cause if we don't leave this town.
I feel her filth in my bones. Wash off my hands til it's gone. The walls they're closing in. With velvet curtains. . Some love was made for the lights.
People say I'm no good. Write me off, oh yes they should. Fuck 'em they're just sick in the head. . They're writing my history. Think somebody should've asked me.
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Ah, ah, when I was young. I, I should've known better. And I can't feel no remorse. And you don't feel nothing back. . I, I got a new girlfriend here.
Carbonation in my drink. Bubbles rise while my heart sinks. And all I tend to do is think of you. . Was it easier to pack your bags. And book that flight to Paris as.
Oh, the devil's inside. You opened the door. You gave him a ride. Too young to know, too old to admit. That you couldn't see how it ends. . What did you do to my eyes.
Held on to hope like a noose, like a rope. God and medicine take no mercy on him. Poisoned his blood, and burned out his throat. Enough is enough, he's a long way from home.
I don't own a single gun. but if I did you'd be the one. To hold it, aim it, make all of the bad men run. but I don't own a single gun. . And I don't have a sweetheart yet.
Ho!). (Hey!). (Ho!). (Hey!). . (Ho!) I've been trying to do it right. (Hey!) I've been living a lonely life. (Ho!) I've been sleeping here instead. (Hey!) I've been sleeping in my bed,.
I don't know why I just can't let it go. I don't know why I just can't let it go. . Memory's old but I just can't let it go. The idea's gone but I just can't let it go.
It's a lonely road. For the tired man. And you can see it in your face. And you'll be home in spring. I can wait 'til then. I heard you're on the big train.
Cut off all of your hair. Did you flinch, did you care. Did he look, did he stop and stare. At your brand new hair. Local boy, local news. Power lines, hangin boots.
When we were younger. We thought everyone was on our side. Then we grew a little. And romanticized the time I saw. Flowers in your hair. Takes a boy to live.
If you're down on your luck,. don't get down on yourself. It won't do you no good. 'Cause I've been there before,. for a hundred wars. And I'm still fighting for you.
He whispers secrets through a thick moustache. And she listens to him,. Flicks her cigarette's ash. And smoke hangs velvet curtains. And hides her lips.
Well she was standing in the bar. I said, "Hello, how do you do?". She handed me a beer with a kangaroo. . She spoke of places I had never been. That she had traveled to.
I was Cleopatra, I was young and an actress. When you knelt by my mattress, and asked for my hand. But I was sad you asked it, as I laid in a black dress.
I stood alone, upon the platform in vain. Puerto Ricans they were playing me salsa in the rain. With open doors and manual locks. In fast food parking lots.